You nervously walk up the steps of the restaurant Dean suggested, checking your phone over and over to make sure you're in the right place. You and Dean have been working on a case for two weeks, and tonight is the first night he's suggested you meet for dinner.

Your heart jumps when you see him sitting at the bar, leaning on his elbows with a drink in hand. He's smiling brightly when he spots you, and gets to his feet as you approach. "Hey," he says warmly, embracing you in a hug.